Sonny with a Chance

Sonny and Chad: Channy Fanfic

Camp Channy

Written by TheInfiniteHorizon

CHAPTER ONE: THE ANNOUNCEMENT

Date: November 11, 2012 WEDNESDAY

Sonny's POV

It was just another normal day in the So Random! stage. Tawni was texting on her iPhone, Nico and Grady were making a house of pizza, and Zora was carefully polishing Gnomie, while I was scanning this week's script.

"OH MY GOSH!" Tawni shrieked. We all paused in mid-action and turned to her. "What?" Zora asked, rather irritably. "Remember how I wanted to be a moderator for Camp Hollywood?" she said, with a flustered expression. "Yeah... but what does that have to do with-" Zora started, but before she could even finish, Tawni cut her off. "I WASN'T ACCEPTED!" she screamed, shoving her phone into our faces. True enough, there was a message from the Camp Holllywood crew saying she hadn't gotten the position.

I quickly got off the couch and went over to the stool she was sitting on. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I know how badly you wanted to be a moderator. You must be so dissapointed." I comforted, stroking her arm awkwardly since she didn't like being hugged.

"Dissapointed?" she repeated incredilously. "Oh, I'm beyond 'dissapointed!" she spat angrily. "I'M FURIOUS! I mean, who could be a better moderator for Hollywood's Top Fame-Training Camp than Tawni Hart?"

But before I-or even anyone for the matter-could respond, Bettina's-the front desk lady-voice crackled through the intercom.

"The cast of So Random! please report to Mr. Condor's office immediately. I repeat; The cast of So Random! please report to Mr. Condor's office immediately. Thank you."

"Well I guess the answer to that will have to wait." I sighed, walking out of the Prop House with my cast following behind me.

We reached the office a few minutes later, I knocked on the door and soon we were permitted to go inside. "Ah, you're here. Took you long enough..." Mr. Condor mumbled coldly.

"Sit!" he ordered sharply. We obediently took a seat on the stiff, metalic chairs in front of his desk and patiently waited for him to start talking again.

"Now as some of you may know, Condor Studio's has officially opened up Camp Hollywood for aspiring actresses, singers, comedians, performers etcetera, etcetera. But unfortunately, we could not find anyone out of the industry to man it. That is why I decided to pick the moderators from the shows here." he announced proudly.

"So, I chose them out of America's Top 2 Tween Shows! And from So Random! I chose..." he paused dramatically. It had to be Tawni! Who else could it be? I mean, she was the only one who applied for the job in our cast! That rejection text she got earlier was probably some trick so she could suprised when Mr. Condor announced it now.

"Sonny Munroe!" he stated, with some sort of enthusiasm. I turned to Tawni with an ecstatic look and gave her a side-hug.

"YOU GOT IT TAWNI! I KNEW YOU WOU-" I stopped in mid-sentence realizing that Mr. Condor didn't say 'Tawni Hart'.

"Excuse me sir, but did you say 'Sonny Munroe'?" I asked, turning to our boss. "Yes, I did. Do you have a problem with that?" he said suspiciously.

"No sir. I'm honored. But I didn't apply to be a moderator." I replied honestly. "Well, every person that did apply was horrible!" he stated, flailing his arms up in the air.

In the corner of my eye, I could see Tawni's face scrunching up in dissapointment. "Oh." was all I managed to say. There was a long silence as I tried to cosume all the information I was told. Then, a thought occured to me.

"Mr. Condor sir, you said 'moderators' so that means they'res another moderator. May I know who that would be?" I asked curiously, finally wrapping my head around the fact I had taken one of my best friends' dreams away.

"Excellent question. I actually picked Mr. Chad Dylan Cooper, I've heard you're familiar with each other." he stated, nonchalantly.

My eyes were practically bulging out of my head at that moment. "C-C-Chad D-d-dylan Coo...per..?" I stuttered in disbelief.

"Yes. I also heard you two are quite the rivals." he mused, obviously stiffling a chuckle. I was so stunned, that I could barely comprehend what was going on outside of my thoughts.

CHAD DYLAN COOPER? Of all darn people in this studio, I had to be stuck with Chad Dylan Freaking Cooper! I inwardly groaned and tried recompose myself. Being a moderator in Camp Hollywood was a privellage and no way was I letting some three-named doofus ruin it for me!

By the time I snapped back into reality, my cast was receiving the new sketch arrangements that Marshall set up.

"So... I'll be doing the Check It Out Girls! alone?" Tawni clarrified, with one brow raised. "Yes, Ms. Hart." Mr. Condor replied, nodding curtly.

"Yipee!" she squealed in delight. "Wow Tawni, you got over the Camp Hollywood thing really quick." I commented, impressed.

"Oh yeah, I wouldn't have if you were paired with a Teen Gladiator or something, but since you're with Pooper I'm actually lucky to not have gotten the job!" she replied optimistically.

I frowned and leafed through the papers about the camp I was-apparently-handed. "Ms. Munroe, you will be leaving for Malibu [A/N: In this story, let's pretend that there's a 2-hour distance from Hollywood to Malibu] on Saturday and you will meet up with Mr. Dylan Cooper at 5:30 in Grace [A/N: Made up restaurant] for breakfast. Your expected time of arrival in the camp is 7am, but you must be up by 5 since travel time is 2-hours." he explained, scanning the clipboard with the information for our trip.

"You'll only be there for one week as a Grand Opening promotion, then we'll hire some subsitutes after you and Mr. Dylan Cooper leave, until we find permanent moderators."

I nodded and mentally listed down all his words in my head. I needed to know this if I wanted to stay organized and responsible during my week-shift there.

"Is that all clear, Ms. Munroe?" he asked with a bored look on his face. "Yes, sir, Mr. Condor, sir." I replied confidently.

"Very well, you are all dismissed! If any problems occur, leave your concern with the front desk girl and address it to me." he ordered, shooing us out of his office.

As soon as we were in the hallway, Tawni started to squeal. "Oh this is great! I get thrice as much as parts with you out of the way!"

"Gee, Tawni. I'm really glad that you're gonna miss me." I snorted sarcastically. "Oh sweetie, don't feel to bummed out! You shouldn't be so concerned about my 'goodbye', instead you should be thinking about Chad's 'hello'!" she winked, nudging my arm.

"Tawni.." I sighed. "You and I both know that I hate Chad."

"Sonny.." she said, matching my tone. "You and I also know that you hate Chad just as much as you hate being on So Random!"

"But I love being in So Random!"

"Exactly!"

I rolled my eyes and turned the corner to go to our dressing room. "Well, I'm gonna rehearse my lines in the Prop House." Tawni announced.

"Whatever." Nico, Grady, and Zora replied bitterly. She shot them a glare and tittered away. Hmmm.. probably cranky that they didn't get chosen to be one of the moderators for Camp Hollywood. Nico and Grady would love to be one since tons of girls would probably join, and Zora would give everything up to find unknown creatures in the woods. Wow, I guess with all those standars in mind, they completely forgot that they'd also have to do everything with the 'King of Drama' himself.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice I was completely walking into somebody. "Woah!" we both yelled, hitting our foreheads into each other's.

"Chad?" I said, surprised.

"Oh, hey Sonny." he said, conversationally.

"What're you doing here in So Random!" I asked curiously. "I was just looking for you. I got out of my talk with the Mack Falls director, he said something about you and I being supervisors for Camp Hopes-And-Dreams-Of-Being-Like-Chad-Dylan-Cooper." he replied nonchalantly.

"It's called Camp Hollywood." I corrected sternly. I was so not in the mood to lose my temper with him. I had to practice being civil for at least 5 minutes if I wanted to stay alive during the 1 week in camp.

"And I care." he laughed incredelously, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Why were you looking for me anyway?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips. If I was gonna be talking to him for a long time, I might as well shift into a more comfortable position.

"I just wanted to make some arrangements with you." he replied, shrugging. "What arrangements?" I asked, suspiciously. Wow, I was doing a lot of questioning today.

"These." he replied simply, handing me a piece of paper. I carefully unfolded it and realized that it was a list. After scanning the words, I nearly choked on my own laughter. The 'arrangements' Chad was talking about was actually just a list of things he didn't want to be present during our trip.

5 Things I DONT WANT To See On Our Moderator-thing:

1. RUBBER CHICKENS

2. ANYTHING RELATED TO ZAC EFRON

3. ANYTHING 'RANDOM' (you know what I mean)

THAT CAN PRANK ME

5. SPIDERS

I rolled my eyes.

"Really Chad, really?"

"Yes, Sonny. Really."

"You know what, whatever. I wasn't planning to bring any of these anyway." I said, crumpling the paper and throwing it into the trash bin near us.

"Good." he sighed.

"Good" I retorted.

"Fine." he smirked.

"Fine." I smiled.

And with that, we both parted ways and hurried to our dressing rooms. We both had our own personal matters to attend to.

A/N: Hey, so that's Chapter One! Hope you liked it! Tell me what you think! I'm workng on the next chapter, so expect an update soon (unless I lose wifi connection, then you'll have to wait).